After the first violent outbreak of grief had in some degree subsided, Thames addressed him. ‘Come, Jacques, mon pauvre,’ she uttered, and reached for the lad again, hardly aware of the muted sounds of running feet and much banging and crashing beyond the secret door. Then she turned, and entering the inner room, commenced to dress hastily for the street.
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